"grandfather… "
The old man was injured so badly. When he was sent to the intensive care, he was thinking about himself. Now that he woke up, he didn't ask much about his situation, and asked about himself immediately.
Zhan Lichuan was very moved, and at the same time felt ashamed for asking the old man to give him euthanasia.
Seeing that Zhan Lichuan was about to get out of bed, Jing Qian hurried over to support him.
Afraid that he would stand up suddenly again, the muscles in his legs could not withstand the fall, so he immediately said, "Slow down."
Grandpa Zhan stared wide and round, looking at his grandson with disbelief as he got off the bed with the support of Jing Qian, sat down in front of him, and then reached out to hold his hand.
Tears flowed down the creases at the corners of his eyes, and he was so excited that he didn't know what to say.
"Ah... Ah Chuan..."
"Grandpa, I have recovered. I have sensations in every part of my body. Professor J is very powerful. She gave me life and dignity again. From now on, I can live as before."
The old man kept nodding while crying, and kept saying, "Good! Good! Good!"
Jing Qian has always been the master of doing things with money, and she has countless patients in her hands. She doesn't care about how it will help the patients after they are cured, or whether the patients will suffer any pain.
But at this moment, seeing the old man crying...
Seeing Zhan Lichuan who did not even utter a word during the whole operation without anesthetics, his eyes were red...
Jing Qian suddenly felt her eyes a little sour.
Suddenly, I felt as if I had done something amazing.
"Thanks to Professor J for this operation, she brought you back from hell."
The old man was startled: "Professor J? Isn't she the surgeon who performed your operation?"
Zhan Lichuan smiled warmly, and glanced at Jingqian with nothing in his eyes.
Seeing that his wife acted like she wasn't me, didn't know her, and had nothing to do with me, Zhan Lichuan's deep eyes were filled with a gentle smile.
old man:...
It's just a car accident, why does it feel like the whole world is wrong
"How long have I been in a coma?" The old man couldn't help asking.
"Your car accident yesterday afternoon, it's 10 am. Grandpa, I'm glad you woke up so early."
The old man was taken aback.
"etc."
Zhan Lichuan stared at the old man, waiting for his next words with a good attitude.
"That is to say, I was only in a coma for one night?"
"En." Zhan Lichuan nodded.
"That is to say, you just had the operation yesterday afternoon? You can get out of bed today?"
Seeing the shock and disbelief in the old man's eyes, the corners of Zhan Lichuan's lips could not help but raise a foul arc.
"Well, the operation at one o'clock yesterday afternoon took three hours and was completed at four o'clock. The operation was a success, and I can get out of bed after the operation."
Old man: ...! ! !
Seeing his grandson's pale but radiant face, the old man couldn't help but burst out laughing.
This is literally the best, best... best news in four months.
After laughing, the old man burst into tears.
"Grandpa, don't cry, be careful not to involve the wound."
Zhan Lichuan tightly held the old man's hand, his thin lips were tightly pursed, and his eyes were red.
However, the old man was really too depressed before, and he suddenly released it. He couldn't stop crying if he didn't let him.
"Grandpa, I'm sorry, it's all my fault. It's all my fault. I made you sad."
When the old man heard it, he cried even harder.
(end of this chapter)